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You’ll rarely find Ruben Amaro in public without a great big shit-eating grin on his face. Is it real? Is it fake? Is what prevents him from successfully negotiating even one trade deadline deal when he has a stockpile of assets worth at least something to teams that aren’t 12 games under .500? I don’t know. But to his credit, Rube is always friendly in public and accessible to the media, for better or worse.

So of course(!) the Great Amaro was just happy as a clam in his Fightins F-fist ostrich hat while in Reading to see Aaron Nola pitch last night.

Reader Andrew was there and took this pic. Despite the smiles-all-around nature of the image, the love was only surface deep:

Here’s a picture of our dickbag GM at the Reading Fightin Phils game tonight. Only our GM would have the god damn gall to wear a hat with a fucking ostrich on it. I’d stick my fucking head in the sand after that trade deadline. I guess he was checking out Aaron Nola, or the burial site of most of his draftees. I hate that he can still smile.

It’s getting ugly.

Good news: Nola pitched well and projects to be a solid middle-of-the-rotation type guy. So… yeah.